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I agree with SimsBJ8, PC, and others that the burden is on us - if we want others to appreciate these cars, we need to be good ambassadors. Making some poor gas station attendant search for the tank on a 100 or having a sign that your life is in danger if you touch is not going to make them want to cheer us on. BTW, I pumped a lot of gas in the 60's and part of the fun/satisfaction was knowing where the gas caps were - lots of 50's GMs behind tail lights & other 'hidden' locations and then in the 60's they shifted to behind license plates at the bottom of the rear bumpers (and VW in the front 'boot') - was a sign of being a journeyman pump jocky if you were never stumped .
I think the virus has definitely put a damper on what is possible right now because the good/fun things we might normally do just aren't possible right now. But as soon as the virus is behind us we need to resume educating/recruiting new blood to our sport.
I vintage raced my 100-6 from 1995 to 2013 and the spectators/fans cruising the pits were some of the best returns on the investment. My friends and I all had a standing policy that anyone interested was welcome to sit in the cars and have pictures taken. I lost count of how many happy parents & grandparents took pictures of their equally happy kids in my car - hopefully at least a few went on to be gearheads.
Some of my favorite memories were at Calgary's Race City race track in the late 90's. The local Big Brothers and Big Sisters organization worked in conjunction with the Calgary Vintage Racing Club to sign up kids for 'track rides'. They would typically have about 50 kids there and we rounded up all the extra helmets we could find and spent an hour or so at lunch time giving various kids a couple of laps around the track (at reduced speed obviously). These kids mostly had little or no family support/fun available and it was a powerful feeling to be able help them have a bit of fun. One that stands out for me was a little girl about 4-5 years old - she was so little that when sitting in the passenger seat she couldn't see out the front of the car and could barely see over the door looking out the side so she spent the entire 2 laps staring at the dash, her feet, my feet, the gages, the shifter.... I kept glancing at her to see how she was doing and the entire time she had this HUGE grin on her face and her eyes were rolling around like she couldn't make them stay on any one thing. Pulled in after our 2 laps and she thanked me, flashed her big grin and raced off to get in the next car for the next 2 laps. Had tears in my eyes....
We all need to do what we can to interest younger generations to these wonderful chariots.
Dave
I think the virus has definitely put a damper on what is possible right now because the good/fun things we might normally do just aren't possible right now. But as soon as the virus is behind us we need to resume educating/recruiting new blood to our sport.
I vintage raced my 100-6 from 1995 to 2013 and the spectators/fans cruising the pits were some of the best returns on the investment. My friends and I all had a standing policy that anyone interested was welcome to sit in the cars and have pictures taken. I lost count of how many happy parents & grandparents took pictures of their equally happy kids in my car - hopefully at least a few went on to be gearheads.
Some of my favorite memories were at Calgary's Race City race track in the late 90's. The local Big Brothers and Big Sisters organization worked in conjunction with the Calgary Vintage Racing Club to sign up kids for 'track rides'. They would typically have about 50 kids there and we rounded up all the extra helmets we could find and spent an hour or so at lunch time giving various kids a couple of laps around the track (at reduced speed obviously). These kids mostly had little or no family support/fun available and it was a powerful feeling to be able help them have a bit of fun. One that stands out for me was a little girl about 4-5 years old - she was so little that when sitting in the passenger seat she couldn't see out the front of the car and could barely see over the door looking out the side so she spent the entire 2 laps staring at the dash, her feet, my feet, the gages, the shifter.... I kept glancing at her to see how she was doing and the entire time she had this HUGE grin on her face and her eyes were rolling around like she couldn't make them stay on any one thing. Pulled in after our 2 laps and she thanked me, flashed her big grin and raced off to get in the next car for the next 2 laps. Had tears in my eyes....
We all need to do what we can to interest younger generations to these wonderful chariots.
Dave